Workout Videos

Ohhh, i could have endless hours of fun watching them in fast forward. When i should be doing revision i just sit and watch films on fast forward. Oh when i fail my GCSE's in august, GOD DAMN YOU DAVINA.
We used to have a Jane Fonda one, it must be somewhere in our video cupboard, what fun that would be to watch, sexy ladies in fluorescent Lycra, dancing to golden oldie tunes. What could be more fun?

Going to choose our puppy on saturday.. oh fun times.
I really need to get out the house, it so boring just sitting around doing 'revision' EURGH!

Prom

Is about two and a half months away, i haven't even thought about it. Everyone else already has their dresses blah de blah. I don't want one of those pink puff meringue dresses, i think they are hideous and i won't be caught dead in one. Plus i think its ridiculous to pay £200 for a dress that really you can only wear once. But i was looking around on google images for inspiration and i've seen so many dresses that i would actually kill for.

But i did find one dress that was really nice, different.. so i am going to try and make myself a dress like it.

Its a dress from one of Ronit Zilkha collection's so obviously far to expensive for me to actually buy, but i don't think it would be difficult to find a dress like that and then just sew on some fake flowers, hey presto.
I'm also really set on the idea of having on of those birdcage veils, i think they are so beautiful .
i was looking at this other blog as well, and i know they are wedding dress i would rather look like i was getting married than something ediable, http://bridechic.blogspot.com

Mothers

Good Christ, mine has gone into overprotective, controlling mode. Sorry think its a bit late for that mother. Last weekend when i stayed in for the first time in 2009 she was questioning me saying i was always on it. and now she is saying that i can't go out unless i tell her where, with who, when i'll be home, i don't want you wondering the streets.. ERMH SORRY!
It's not that she can keep me in the house.. i'd go out even if she didn't want me, but i'm a skint girl at the moment, so unless i she starts being loving again i may just kill myself.
I treat her like shit, i dear.

But i did put loads of effort into buying her flowers and arranging them beautifully for mothering Sunday, the rest of her asshole children didn't. And she still sends my brother money all the time. ITS SO FUCKING ANNOYING!
Ahh well, i just won't eat lunch tomorrow and use that two pound for drugs, fun times.

Rapunzel, rapunzel let down your hair.

What on earth is with this weather? Is was lush last week, and it felt like summer and now the wind is going a million miles an hour and it raining like a motherfucker.

Oh, i can't wait for summer, we finish school early this year and its going to be a long, hot and CERAAZY summer, i'm like totally excited.

I'm getting a puppy.

You wrote your number on my hand

Hohohokay, Laptop is back up and running like the little gem it is, it has its off moments but my brother is a geek so thats alright. You know when you hang around with someone for so long that you begin to act really different, you start acting differently to your other friends, acting differently to everyone in general and sometimes you even start talking like them or picking up on phrases. Well thats sort of what seems to have happened with me, except no one likes me how I am. So I really do need to adjust that slighty.
When I turned on my computer I had a really good idea of what I was going to say and now my mind has gone blank. Don't have that many pictures to put in either, oh dear.
Well I have a few, so last week, the snow came down like no ones business, now we are just back to the shitty february "showers". But I do love Febraury, as I'm sure you're all aware, IT'S MY BURFFDAY. Back to the point though, snow snow snow, I made a giant snowball with Beth.
And thats about as creative as it got as neither of us could be bother to make it into a snowman, we were soaked and the snow was only getting heavier.
Sadly, going to Georgies has become quite an often thing, oh dear lord. Think i'm going the Brass monkey this weekend though, which will make a delightful change.Stupid blogger, takes about five hundred years to upload my camera pictures, obviously because they are such big files, but then it makes my stupid phone pictures bigger and they are lower quality, stupid stupid.
anyway, i have better things to do than be on here.

ElizabethTown

Things are beggining to make sense, fit into place. I kinda like where things are going now, some things could be better, others could be different. But what i have is mine, and it seems to be Ok. For now. On friday night, I saw sides of my friend's i've never seen before, and it made me realise, I never want to lose those people. I know for a fact, no matter how hard i try. As soon as we leave school, its all over. Those past five years of my life, all those friends i've made, all those friend's i've lost. All the nicknames i gained, all the memories i've made. They are all going to start to fade and i will forget those people, as much as i don't want to. That's why... 2009 i am going to mix everything up and its going to be so good, i am going to have thousands of books full of pictures, of every little thing that happens. And its going to be good, Lovin' Life.Ashby's playboy mansion party which pretty insane.Everyone got a little bit too drunk, a little too emotional, and smoked a little too much.

Such a stunning family.

I did quite like this night a lot, one of the best of January so far. After falling asleeping with facepaint and fakeeyelashes on, after recovering from one hell of a hungover. I had tto face the world again and go out to dinner, corr.

Don't think me and Dan have ever eayen so much food in our whole life ;) I think its been quite a nice weekend all in all though. Now I can get ready for my birthday, woo woo. I'm getting very obsessed with what I'm going to write in my blog, I think its oh so exciting. But my laptop has actually died -_- it doesn't even turn on. Stupid compaq. Well, Goodbye January.